Generosity! Is it free of ulterior motive?: A poem 

I know that antiquity can be reinstated now  It looms like an invisible gift in the present  You can’t pick out a time for the universe  It lives entirely without the reality of measure  Can I feel more real now than a past life?  Can I even feel the beginnings palpable?  I suspect that we all have subconscious motives  like anContinue reading “Generosity! Is it free of ulterior motive?: A poem “

For me, sacrifice is nice, but martyrdom is only a vice?: A poem 

I can stay afloat in air, fire, earth; without a thought of dirt  even if there is too much revelry by treachery in purloining my honesty  You can see that my fortress is not out of the woods on a purlieu  There is no such thing for me as an ambivalent and comfortable milieu  Even myContinue reading “For me, sacrifice is nice, but martyrdom is only a vice?: A poem “

When the shameless, guiltless, conscienceless of Australia don’t resign! And I can’t speak out against him for the crimes and treachery he committed against me, because it is manipulated against me. And he hypocritically talks of upholding democracy and restraining hate speech. The rule of law apparently doesn’t apply to him. He knows he had a mighty hand in all the hate. Shame! Shame! Resign! Resign!

When you all simply don’t belong to me…: A poem 

Who knows how to redeem this liveried existence?  I just congratulate all my potency in my impotence!  You know, I never wanted to be the darling  of a page boy in the nuptials between devil and deep sea!  And I don’t think there is any justification  in a marriage of convenience; and, more so,   in a marriage that seeks selfish leverage Continue reading “When you all simply don’t belong to me…: A poem “

I am no foreigner to alienation: A poem 

I think of the streets of my hometown,  Mumbai, cluttered, and choking in fumes.  And everyone smudging each other for leg space  I survived. Then, I unintentionally changed countries  And the strange streets became corridors of newer instincts.  But I didn’t follow the roadsigns made by any law.  I gatecrash the subways, metaphorically. Everyone can imagine  a God who is not egoisticContinue reading “I am no foreigner to alienation: A poem “

Though the truth gets me defeat, I will say it! Prakash Saint Paul’s manipulations against the brave hero Vladimir Putin are working. And Vladimir Putin is being decimated. I warn you EU, I will not let you get away with your murders. And I will see to it that Zelensky will end up, from Aquarius, into the fish’s jaws!